After last year’s snub, I said I was done with the Golden Globes – that they shouldn’t even think about nominating a Manka Bros. movie or TV show.

Well – and I’m serious this time like the heart attacks you’re all going to have soon – next year there will be no more cases of Slivovitz sent to your homes, no more Camel Turkish Blend cigarettes, no more vats of that God-awful perfume you always wear when you “go to disco.”

I’m done.

Just remember this, no matter how many times you nominate Jennifer Lawrence, she’s never going to “party with you.”